Su Ming had been on guard against the Hand of the Void coming to retrieve someone, or Black Hand temporarily giving Brutus a power-up.
That was why he had not rushed to join the fight from beginning to end.
But until the very end, nothing came. The Hand of the Void had abandoned this useless pawn.
As he gazed at Soybean Earth from afar once more, the brownish-yellow ball of dirt looked nothing like a normal Earth from space. Still, Su Ming secretly had Adjutant dispatch a team of Synthezoids there, preparing to begin the planned "Martial Arts Tournament."
Although the CW Universe was somewhat lower on the power scale, it was the home turf of the Legends, and it had some worthwhile assets.
For instance, there was a somewhat uglier but less deceitful Constantine, as well as a slightly muddleheaded Supergirl.
They would establish an outpost on Soybean Earth first and consider the rest later. At the very least, they had to ensure that the real Darkseid could not place a piece on this chessboard.
Every multiverse was a different battlefield. If you did not occupy it, the enemy would. There was nothing more to say.
As Superman flew ahead with the captive in his arms, Su Ming and Luthor followed behind the red cape. The bald man seemed to be in a good mood, perhaps because forcing Superman to nearly kill someone had given him some sort of twisted pleasure.
So Su Ming chose this moment to ask him about something. "Lex, do you know Grail?"
"Ha, the famed daughter of Darkseid and an Amazon Warrior—how could I not know her?" Luthor replied with a laugh, giving an affirmative answer. He instantly understood Deathstroke's next plan as well. "What, are you planning to find her and deal with